#and you see what fuckshit happens

[egregiousderp]

My friends destroyed my block of one year by getting my wholly invested in a crack ship where I basically get to decide what I want the personalities to be by narrative thrust, and have opted for giving Sabaku no Rasa the biggest heap of daddy issues known to man.

So hey. Bless. More news at Eleven.

#This is technically a Naruto post but only technically because Reg is insane #Reg has the glee of a fellow livejournal veteran when it comes to crack #and unfortunately as a fellow veteran I have the mind to go ‘okay. but. played seriously: what would that be’ #apparently that means you combine Maito Dai (Likeable. Tragic. Slightly Goofy.) #with Suna’s fourth Kazekage (Stressed af. not very good at his job. handed his country’s future anyway. makes bad choices.) #and you see what fuckshit happens #(bonus crass partygirl big sis Karura too for that matter: THE KANKURO PERSONALITY IS HEREDITARY BECAUSE I LOVE KANKURO.) #two extroverts and their bonus awkward nervous as hell introvert who’s being hunted for sport #Bless the ‘Wrought Iron Gate Appreciators’ because of this keeps up I’LL DESTROY YOU

[poptartmochi]

thinking abt magdalena again..

#magdalena is gioia is kat is NOT magdalena 🕴️ #but idk. at the same time this is untrue. magdalena and kat are foils + while they have surface level similarities w gioia #gioia has lived twice as long as them and thus has.. a lot more life experience and fuckshit 🤼‍♀️ #maggie keeps drifting away from her.. but she keeps drifting towards kat lol!! #i was staring at her in the sims yesterday trying to place what was uncanny about her and BRO 😭🥖 #she and kat are the middle parted hair truthers.. I didn't think of it when i designed gioia bc i did not know kat existed #and i wanted her to be distant from the other lassies.. lady and kyrie have Bangs trish has the pushed back hair and lucia had the side part #oh and nico has the regular side part! so. the only thing left was the middle part.. #in the grand scheme of things it is comical that she and kat‚ vergil's quasi-love interests‚ have that. AND the ambiguously danced around #troubling backstory... i talk a lot abt gioia's past bc it's important for me to understand it all.. but best believe she is keeping that #shit BURIED... 💝 she didn't want to be there when it was happening so why would she revisit it ur honor 😇 there are literally bigger fish #to fry.. #not to have gioiamania on main but i love her.. she's saur momstyle lame.. 'nero did you see the fish they had at the markets! they were #thiiiiiis big! 😋' type beat.. #sriracha.txt

[fairuzfan]

I don't want to add it to the post (bc I don't want to get into it with assholes) but! I'm literally Japanese-American, and I would say that Hiroshima and Nagasaki are similar to Gaza and Rafah not just in the amount of firepower directed at them but in that they're both CIVILIAN POPULATIONS. it's not about the nuclear weapons (reading comprehension website.jpeg) it's about the inhumanity of the collective punishment in service of US interests. Hiroshima and Nagasaki were not individual or unique events -- look at Laos, look at Cambodia, look at Vietnam and Korea and what the States did there!! it doesn't "lessen" the horror or tragedy at all to compare them to Palestine now, especially if that comparison will help to stop it. I need white ppl to shut the fuck up about Japan permanently I stg anyways sorry people are being weird and fuckshit about this.

I think people are stuck on the differences and not willing to look at similarities when it comes to Gaza. Like when we compare its not in an effort to dismiss the differences and "triviliaze" (hate when they say that) but to show "Hey remember when something really bad happened back then? And everyone today is like I can't believe that happened? You can stop something like that from happening today by helping here" which people are allergic to doing for Palestine because they're so caught up in the minutae that they can't see the big picture. I've seen descendants of survivors of Vietnam say this is exactly what happened to them. I've seen Bosnian Genocide survivors say the gaslighting is similar to what they experienced. Holocaust survivors and their descendents! Even Hiroshima in the modern day is drawing parallels! We need to make comparisons to examine similarities and contextualize events in history. Why else learn world history if not to understand the patterns of operation in the modern day? You have beliefs surrounding certain atrocities, things like "I won't let that happen again" or "I would fight that" and that's why people are drawing parallels. To make people take action.

And this isn't limited to just Gaza, people do the same with Sudan and DRCongo. And people who do it for sudan even claim to support Palestine! Even though Gazans are asking people to pay attention to Sudan because they see themselves in their struggle! No one is paying attention to the main idea "stop this before it gets worse"!!!! It's already so bad for all these places and that damage is irreversible in that people live with it for the rest of their lives but yes! We can stop it before a complete erasure happens! It's possible! These comparisons are necessary and important!

[goatsandgangsters]

favorite callbacks/foreshadowing payoff in A Power Unbound that made yell "oh goddammit" at my book

MY MOST SATISFYING "OH GODDAMMIT" MOMENT. FULL ON HAD ME PACING UP AND DOWN MY APARTMENT GOING "OH MY GOD THEY ACTUALLY DID IT, THE CRAZY SON OF A BITCH, THEY DID IT"

it wins #1 because this line always made me SO suspicious, but I also thought it was such a longshot. between the suspiciously specific phrasing of "blow up" and alan calling the lockroom easy to misuse in the same scene, my prediction was actually that the bad guys were going to do some fuckshit with the lockroom, because ART introduced us to the concept of "using hair to channel magic" and having a room full of everybody's hair seemed... uh, bad.

so I was just wrong enough to be delightfully shocked and just right enough to feel so satisfyingly smug. 10/10 felt terrific.

"adelaide tapping her ring" is SUCH a sneaky little detail. because she's tapping her ring all throughout a marvelleous light, and then sURPRISE it was the contract piece all along, beautiful bit of same-book foreshadowing, well done everyone go home

so when it showed up again in a power unbound, I was like "aw cute. I like that she's still got that little habit, even though it's not a Plot Relevant Foreshadowing Moment anymore, what a nice detail"

and then adelaide pseudo-flipped me off with her ring finger and went SURPRISE, GOT YOU TWICE, WHAT WAS THAT ABOUT MY PLOT RELEVANT RING?

this one didn't take me by surprise, but it's exactly what I love about reading a careful and deliberate writer.

this is in the same scene where we find out about jack's secretbind. so when I read it, I thought "okay well, we just found out he has A Mouth Thing. but he subconsciously touches his leg as well as his mouth, so probably he has A Leg Thing too." and then did a quick "probably from the war, right? seems most likely" and felt confident I knew that Jack had some kind of leg injury long before A Power Unbound even came out

and it's just SO FUN, because when you have a really good writer like this, you get the absolute joy as a reader of reading One Single Sentence and going "I see you, I know that means something." it's delightful, it's my favorite kind of puzzle, it's so rewarding

the way robin gets super uncomfortable with the penhallick crowd gossiping about what happened to jack and then changes the subject to magical people born into unmagical families who never discover their magic

the way jack and alan are linked together through this one worldbuilding-during-dinner conversation from two books ago. beautiful. profound.

and finally. my grand final of moments that made me go OH!! FUCK!!—

that's the first mention of jack by name, ever, at all, in the entire series.

that is the very first detail we ever learn about him.

AND THEN HE DID IT AGAIN, AFTER ALL THOSE YEARS OF NO MAGIC, AND I WAS SO PROUD, AND I LOVE HIM SO MUCH, AND ALSO I HUCKED MY BOOK ACROSS MY BED.

HIS FIRST MENTION AND HIS FIRST ACT OF MAGIC AFTER OVER A DECADE, crying, crying forever, we have come full circle

#a power unbound #the last binding #the benefit of being a Jack Stan is that I........ may have reread every scene/mention of him in AML and ART like. a lot #a lot a lot. I had a long wait okay? #I had to savor every little crumb of detail #enough that these things were just emblazoned in my brain #and I was yelling oH!!!!!!! so goddamn much #and of course there's a milliondy other wonderful throwbacks because GOOD STORY STRUCTURE #but these are My Favorite and the ones that were the most satisfying to me personally

[deathmetalangel]

Could you please do a fourth grade from mid 90s x reader where fourth grade doesn’t have a place to stay so she lets him stay at her house and they confess their feelings to each other thank you

FUCK IT, I LOVE YOU

fourth grade x gn! reader

warnings: mentions of homelessness, swearing (it’s mid90s so), anxious fourth grade, insecure fourth grade, fluffy kinda?

“wish that you would hold me or just say that you were mine,”

Y/n was usually out late. They enjoyed the nightlife of the city compared to the festivities of the morning. Sure it was nice to get out when the sun was rising and the city was just waking up. But, to y/n, the real fun happened when everyone was already asleep.

Sure it could be scary. Sometimes it did get boring. All that empty darkness with few awake to spend the night with. It only appealed to them because of the serenity. The night didn’t have to be wild for them to enjoy it. Some of their best nights were spent simply gazing at the stars. Or having a deep meaningful conversation in the moonlight.

On one of their many walks, unaccompanied but not unarmed of course, they’re stopped when a familiar face interrupts their path. “Hey, Fourth Grade. I thought you hated being out this late?”

The lanky boy looks around awkwardly. Y/n had stumbled across him on his way to the skate park. Ray had mentioned he’d slept there before when he got overwhelmed and just had to take a break from everything. That wasn’t out of necessity, and in Fourth Grade’s case definitely not out of embarrassment to ask anyone for help. “Uh, you know. I wanted to see what you’re always missing the mornings for.”

A smile graces y/n’s features. Small, but amused as it didn’t quite reach their eyes. Fourth Grade tints a slight shade of red. Almost everything they did seemed to fluster him. When they look at him he can’t meet their gaze. “Fourth Grade are you lying to me?” His breath catches in his throat. Of course they’d figure him out so easily.

Y/n spent the most time around Fourth Grade and vise versa. In their friend group everyone had their obvious ‘best friend’. They didn’t like their other friends any less, but that’s just who they clicked with the best. It used to be Ray and Fuckshit, but Ray seemed to take on a more big brother role for Stevie. Fuckshit and Ruben hang out more as a result. And for as long as anyone can remember it’s always been y/n and Fourth Grade.

They often mirrored each other as well even when they hung out with the whole group. Stevie, the most observant since he was the youngest and easily the most eager, had picked up on it before even Ray did. When y/n would lean on something usually Fourth Grade would follow suit. When Fourth Grade would try to look at them without being caught, he’d usually get caught because they were doing the same thing. Leaving both of them red in the face and avoiding eye contact.

“I- it’s nothing. I’m fine y/n/n. Just wanted some breathing room.”

“I know you Fourth Grade. Come on. We can talk about it at my place. It’s getting late, even for me so I’ll make some tea.” Fourth Grade looks hesitant to respond to the offer. Y/n smiles before holding out their hand. “At least walk me home? I won’t make you talk if you don’t want to.”

Swallowing his anxieties he grabs their hand and follows them back home. The walk was quiet. You could hear the crunch of the pavement under their shoes and the high pitched chirps of the crickets in the distance. He didn’t mind. Fourth Grade was busy trying to plan what he was going to say. He didn’t want y/n to pity him. He hated that.

The guys knew better, but y/n had been there for him the most. It was hard for them not to feel bad for him. He only notices when the warmth leaves his hand as they go to unlock the front door. “Uh it might be a little messy. Don’t worry. My mom’s working late again and left in a huge rush so, uh. Yeah,”

Y/n leads him inside and locks up behind him. The house was nice, a bit messy, but it looked full of warmth. Their house wasn’t huge, but it was only y/n and their mom. They had money, just didn’t feel the necessity to buy a big house just for the two of them. “Come on we can chill in the kitchen until you get sick of me.” Like he’d ever.

Fourth Grade sits down at the kitchen table while she puts on a pot of water to boil. When they sit down in front of him he tenses. “Are you gonna tell me why you really were out at 2 am?”

His hands get clammy as he wipes them on his jeans. He really hated lying, that and he wasn’t very good at it, but lying to y/n just made him feel worse. Like the guilt weighed down on his conscious tenfold. “I was going to the skate park.”

“Fourth Grade, you don’t have your board.” Right, god he was making a fool of himself.

“Oh. I must have forgotten it at home. Damn.”

They raise a brow. Y/n questions him again, “I mean it, please don’t lie to me Fourth Grade. I can’t help you if you lie to me.”

God he felt like the earth would eat him up at any moment now. Actually telling them would be like admitting defeat. Or worse. Admitting weakness.

“I was gonna crash there.” His words hang in the air for a while. A pregnant pause fills the space between them. His eyes drop down to his hands that grab his knees desperately hoping to ground himself.

Y/n’s chair screeches against the wooden floor as they pull it back to stand up. Fourth Grade looks up to see what they’re doing. They’re leaving? He really doesn’t wanna ask, but he so desperately wants to know. Shit. They probably thought he was a poor loser. He was. He was a dumb, poor, awkward skater kid with no real future besides working a dead end job like his parents. He was stupid. So fucking stupid.

A blanket and pillow hit him in the head. “Crash on the couch in my room. Or you could take the bed I take the couch I don’t care. Ma won’t care either she loves you. Just don’t lie to me next time.” Y/n goes back to start pouring the boiled water into mugs.

Fourth Grade looks at the blanket and pillow flabbergasted. Was that it? Was that really all he was worried about? “I know that look. And yes, I’m not making a big deal about it because it isn’t a big deal. You should’ve just asked me from the start. Why would you feel ashamed. We’ve known each other so long literally nothing you do phases me anymore. And no, I’m not doing this because I feel bad. I offer to help because I care and want the best for you.”

Y/n places the cup of steeping tea in front of him before sitting down. “Why?” They drop the bag of tea into their cup and raise a brow. “Why do you care y/n/n? What’s in it for you? I’m such a bad friend. I lie to you, I can’t do the things you do for me, and-”

“I care because if you could, you would. Give yourself more credit. You’re smarter than you think you are so use that brain of yours to think of reasons why I stick around.” They say not really showing much worry.

He was though. “I don’t know. Fuck if I knew I’d do whatever it was you liked more often. Hang out with you? Cause I definitely can’t buy you things y/n.” This was very out of character for him. Y/n could see that this was a long time coming.

“Fucking hell you’re dumber than I thought if you think I care about that. If I wanted someone who just bought me shit instead of caring about me I’d hang out with Fuckshit, but I don’t because he only cares about himself and fucking anything with a pulse. I hang out with you because you’re nice and polite and thoughtful. Even when you don’t have a lot to say you listen. That’s more than half the guys I’ve hung around have done.”

Fourth Grade sighs. “Fuck y/n you don’t get it. I want to be able to do those things for you. You should be around friends that can. You should have friends that you don’t have to feel bad for and let stay at your house because their place is basically temporary.”

Y/n rolls their eyes while stirring the honey into their tea. Fourth Grade clenches his jaw before turning to get up. “Don’t you dare leave,”

“I’m not gonna burden you y/n. I’ll figure it out, thank you for the tea.”

“No.”

He stops. “No?”

“I said no. I’m not letting the guy I like sleep on the streets because he’s too stubborn to just accept my help.”

“Y/n-” He pauses. What did they say? “Wait what?” Y/n doesn’t say anything, but he can see their cheeks flush.

“I’m going to bed. Goodnight Fourth Grade,” Y/n tries to make their way to their room when he grabs their wrist. Y/n stops.

“I’m sorry.”

“You have nothing to apologize for.”

“You know what I mean.”

They both stay still. Not a word nor a whisper broke the ever so fragile silence. Y/n looks up through their lashes at Fourth Grade. He couldn’t look away from them either. They were just frozen. “I made it awkward. Didn’t I?”

“Can you just let me calm down for a sec?”

“Huh?”

Y/n tilts their head up at Fourth Grade who looked as bright as a tomato. “I love you. Shit. Y/n listen I-” Their arms slip over his shoulders and y/n leans up to shush him. When they kiss all he can think about is not acting like an idiot. His eyes shut and he wraps his arms around their waist. The height difference was apparent, making him lean down to not break the kiss.

When they do break apart for air he smiles, his face contorted into a goofy grin. “I’m sorry. I-”

Y/n shushes him again. Their finger placed against his lips. “You’re cuter when you aren’t overthinking everything. Please stop apologizing and we can finish our tea and have a nice sleep after this very eventful night. I for one have had enough to make me sleep a good 12 hours.”

Fourth Grade looks down clumsily before rubbing his neck. “Yeah. Okay.”

#deathmetalangel #mid90s x reader #mid90s imagine #mid90s #mid90s fluff #mid90s fourth grade #mid90s fourth grade x reader #fourth grade x reader

[lowkeyrobin]

......you already know what....anyway dancer!reader and fuckshit established relationship. Reader has a full ride scholarship to a really popular and well know dance academy but doesn't tell fuckshit because they planned a party to reveal it. Also fuckshit is very supportive of readers dream but he's going through that phase where he feels that he has nothing going for himself....and then you know the crash happens and reader becomes paralyzed from his waist down (i was gonna do from their back down so he grateful lmao <33) and that's when reader and their parents tell the gang about his scholarship and fuckshit just feels horrible.....reader also doesn't want to see him....ilyy

-♣️

♣️ I hate you. you know I know who you are.

FUCKSHIT ; selfish

summary ; you have a full ride scholarship to a dance academy, as gay as it may sound, you wanted to reveal it to your friends after the skate competition, but it didn't go so well

warnings ; language, car accident, mentions of alcohol, & drugs

genre ; angst

word count ; 1.4k

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Your mood had been ruined today. You wanted to tell your boyfriend and friends that you'd finally got a scholarship to Juilliard, a dance college, a full ride, but you couldn't bring yourself to speak about it. Stevie and Ruben got in a little fight, Ray wasn't talking to Fuckshit since he was wasted all day and embarrassed him. And you didn't want to talk to anyone now, you didn't want to make the situation any worse.

Fourthgrade sits behind Fuckshit, Ruben next to him, and Ray on the opposite end. Stevie sits in the middle console seat on your left, and Fuckshit in the driver's seat. You sit in the front passenger seat, staring out the window, hoping to God your depressed, drunk boyfriend wouldn't kill you all.

Fuckshit was going through a little phase where he felt like he had nothing going for him, feeling as if he were worthless. All he was living for was partying and drugs, apparently.

You'd been sober for a couple months now, learning that throwing your dreams away because you were mentally unstable wasn't a good idea. You cared about your future while Fuckshit didn't, which started some arguments and fights here and there. You were just worried about him in all honesty, and he'd get jealous that you talked to Ray about the future instead of with him. You needed someone to bounce back on and agree with you, not someone to just nod and half ass listen to you. He was supportive of you and your attempt to make dance your career, but sometimes he didn't know how to properly show it.

You'd been trying to help him find a place in the world, to give him a head start like what you had. You didn't even know what you were doing but you were making an attempt at least.

You imagine you were off at your new school, come two years' time, the new environment, the new people, being able to do the one thing you loved more than skating. It sounded like a dream. It still did, really. All that hard work finally amounted to something, something that you could make yourself out of. You fantasize about your career, yet you're snapped out of it, realizing that leaving everything and everyone you knew was going to be difficult and hurt, a lot.

But now, you listen to Ray, trying to convince Fuckshit to drop you all off at home. You roll your eyes, hearing him mumble something about how you guys weren't gonna ruin his mood.

You turn to the curly haired blonde, tiredness pulling your eyes down. "Dude, stop. Just take us home"

"No! Now you're ganging up on me too?"

"I'm not! Do whatever the fuck you want, dickhead. Just let me out" You speak, unbuckling your seatbelt.

"No!"

"Let me out, right now!" You exclaim, pulling at the handle beside you, seeing the sidewalk right outside.

You hate this, you feel like your parents arguing, your friends acting as you, hiding in silence in the back.

"Pull over, please-"

Your eyes reflect bright headlights, blinding you as you swing your arm over to protect Stevie beside you. Your ears are defeaned by car horns and breaking glass.

You awaken slowly, nurses standing over you, one rushing in food to place in front of you. You notice your face is all tingly, and your arms and hands are covered in bruises and scratches.

You talk to the ladies before they disperse and grant your friends entrance to the room, which smelt like clorox wipes, the lighting an eerie cool. The others had some cuts and bruises here and there, but Stevie's arm is covered by a cast, signed by the other four.

You almost gasp as you see him, "Holy shit, are you okay?"

He nods with a little smile, "Yeah, I'm good"

You blink a bit, looking up to Fuckshit who's unable to look back at you. You scan the others, their expressions somber.

"What? Did someone die or something?" You question them.

Ray looks at Fuckshit, slapping his shoulder to deem him responsible.

The blonde sighs before sitting down next you on the hospital bed, fitted with light blue sheets with a little white pattern. He fidgets with his fingers before looking back up at Ray, who raises a hand towards you and mouths something to him.

Fuckshit finally looks at you, biting the inside of his cheek. "Y'know that scholarship to Juilliard?"

"How do you know about that?" You quickly question, running a hand through your hair.

His gaze shifts down, "Your mom came in earlier and yelled at me"

"What's it have to do with my scholarship?"

"...You can't go anymore"

"Why not?" You ask, the inflection in your voice becoming more stern.

Fuckshit looks back up at the other boys, then back to you. "Uhm, you're paralyzed from the waist down. Doctors said you probably won't walk again"

Your eyes widen as you stare at him in silence, thinking this was some sort of prank to make you not as mad at him for the accident, you're unable to believe him. He watches as you try to move your legs to a criss-cross position, but they remain straight underneath the blue blanket covering you. You look back up at him, feeling an overwhelming sense of anger building in your chest.

"What the fuck?"

He's silent, staring down at his shoes. "I'm sorry"

"You're sorry? You're sorry? You're fucking kidding me! You are a fucking asshole! You selfish piece of shit, I fucking hate you!" You yell, your voice becoming louder and louder as you shout at him. "You fucking selfish asshole! You stole my dream from me, and you think 'I'm sorry' is gonna help you? You can't fix a broken body with a shit, half-assed apology. It's about time you learned that"

Ray holds Stevie a little close, seeing his uneasiness in the hospital and while you were screaming at Fuckshit.

After a moment, the blonde begins to fight back, and once he gets a sentence or two out of just degrading you and blaming you, Ray pulls him back. Fourthgrade hugs you, letting you cry into his shoulder while the two teens talk in the hallway. Ruben and Stevie sit on the other side of you, doing their best to try and comfort you.

"What the fuck? What the hell?" You quickly sputter, digging your fingers into Fourthgrade's arms to try and sense some sort of reality to make sure this wasn't some sick dream.

Eventually, you calmed down a bit, and the scrawny boy decides to cheer you up a bit, as you'd ask, with the little movie he'd been making the past couple of months. He inserted the VHS into the player under the TV, and watched your expression go from teary-eyed to a light smile.

Ray and Fuckshit walk back in, looking like the typical mother and child who just got scolded duo. Fuckshit stands awkwardly at your side, halfway hiding behind Fourthgrade in case you regain motion in your legs and tried to pounce on him.

Ray begins, watching Ruben replay the VHS on the TV for you. "Fuckshit has something to tell you" He glares over at the blonde, taking notice of Stevie turning the volume down some so you could converse.

You look up at him, unable to really hold eye contact for long.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry I got wasted and didn't want to listen to you, and I crossed a major line not letting you out the car and shit... I don't have an excuse for saying all that shit to you a minute ago, but it's not how I really feel, I was... I was just trying to win, I guess" He shrugs, pulling at the ends of his curls a bit. "I know you're never gonna forgive me for fuckin', I don't wanna say mutilate..., like, ruining your life, and that's fine. I just wanna see you happy and succeed and overcome this, and I'm so sorry for taking your dream away, and I am selfish for that-"

"Just get out" You mumble, quickly shutting him up. "Please" You look back down at your fidgeting fingers, resting in your lap. "I need to process shit, okay,? Fuck, I don't wanna worry about this right now"

He nods, stuffing his hands in his pockets before leaving with his head hung low.

#lowkeyrobin #mid90s x reader #mid90s imagine #mid90s oneshot #fuckshit x reader #fuckshit oneshot #ray x reader #fourthgrade x reader #fuckshit mid90s #olan prenatt x reader #olan prenatt #mid90s

[toxooz]

The canvases aren’t even safe 😭 they used the Boroque era as reference for their search engines. Like I’m losing my shit constantly over ai art so bad. Like this is totally gonna be a rant so forgive me but it’s driving up the WALLS. Ai art being readily available is killing the incentive for people to be creative. I cannot tell you how many times I think I’ve found a really cool fellow artist on tiktok and then see #midjourney. I take psychic damage every time that happens to me. And I’m starting to see it infiltrating business too where they generate ai images instead of hire photographers. I also saw someone selling tshirts with ai art on it at my local farmers market. MOTHERFUCKER THE FARMERS MARKET??? HAVE YOU NO SHAME????

NAW PREACH IT cause its become a nagging issue for me for a while that i simply try to not think about and dwell on but dear FUCKING god is it everywhere and it's painfully obvious too! just about every ad takes me 3 seconds to find damning evidence that its ai and im 99% ready to just delete facebook bc #1 i dont give a fuck abt anyone on there anymore and #2 Literally every other post is the most deplorable ai shit ive ever seen that everyone is carelessly oblivious to i mean total abominations that don't make any sense as an image but ppl share bc its the most bottom of the barrel ''relatable'' shit and that's just the sad reality of it is most people don't even give a shit what they're looking at as long as it looks pretty to their eyes for 3 seconds they don't give a damn

and that's just on basic everyday world shit like u said there's so many mfs i think are decent artists where i legitimately cant tell its ai until i read their fuckshit bio or somethin, like that midjourney i didnt even know it was an ai program i would've just thought it was the name of a video game or some shit! like I feel like I'm kinda turning my back on the whole art community involuntarily bc i just dont trust any image i see most of the time and its fukkin sad i ESPECIALLY feel for the real artists prior to this shitshow who have art styles that now look so much like ai that they basically hijacked to feed the machine like I couldn't imagine spending thousands of dollars on an art college and hours of practice just for your art style to be The Blueprint for empty soulless photos cranked out at inhuman rates by any stupid fucking lazy ass clown like Fuck Man it all sucks so much and the worst part is I just feel like it's one of those things where it will not stop until Something caves and i honestly dont know which one it will be but i just know its only going to get worse idk i try to remember that i can pick up a paintbrush or even whatever the hell i want and make something beautiful while 98% of these ai sacks of shit are just limited to stealing other peoples art on the internet and they couldn't even paint a damn flower if their lives depended on it and if i was stuck on a deserted island I'd probably still find ways to make art with whatever tools and resources i have cause that's an artist baybay but as far as The Internet and its grasp it has on the world and trying to make it as a digital artist and trying to make money from your homemade artwork is very grim man and dont even get me started on art and artists in just about every job field rn my heart goes out to them

#me painting hammers at work using spray paint and a pen tip : ai mfs could never #its been irking me for a while and itll only irk me more its soOOOO #like i just draw for funsies atm and get anxious when money is involved but i am planning to start making money off of my art but with this #ai shit its gunna be fukkin hard i dread

[sexisdisgusting]

omg that fuckass tag spammer is gone?!?!?!?! thank goddddd!!!**@,!,@>@÷>×>÷*×*$*×$,×*@*@,@, holy shit!! you take a break and the trash gets thrown out! yay!

what happened? can someone tell me the tea? did he just get banned by tumblr?

i couldnt stand looking thru the tags and seeing that fuckshit, im so happy

bye loser

[fuckmeyer]

This has been picking my squishy little thought organ.

If Jalice had a kid, what are some hypothetical gifts it could have?

I could see it having the gift of giving hallucinations.

(that previous ANON got me thinking, clearly)

Because of his emotional ability--> making them believable. [Fool the emotions all else will follow.] Her visions are quite sporadic at times. ---> crafting the mental space devoted to that.

Environmental Factors---> Bella & her daughter can project, and I think environmental factors will give the gift a push to be able to be casted. INSTEAD of actually just ending up with hyperaphantasia.

Alice & Bella are besties, so they'll spend a considerable amount of time together interacting. So, I think the block Renesme has on the visions will be a giant factor too.

Despite Bella and Alice just not being close it will happen anyway. Cause there's nowhere realistically for her to go.

She's stuck and Alice probably isn't going to get a vision going oh, now is the right time to leave.

Even if you could argue oh, they'll never fight. Most likely right unless we wanna go even more Au... {Which I am 100% ok with}

But I think Alice's slight harboring of resentment for Renesme for blocking her visions will be the key in the lock for this to all work out right.

She isn't going to stop blocking them. Alice already has had time to get over her gift dependency so much but like she won't do that.

Jasper's gift can't be blocked by a shield, but I imagine he's a little immune to Renesme's gift. (Realistically not...? But it's a silly little Tumblr post I don't want to think about the power scale too hard and implode.)

I was hoping you could pick up where I left off about how things realistically work in Twilight.

Besides the whole vampires have a kid despite one being infertile.

But I think this would be a hell-on-wheels problem. Cause while Jasper I'd argue! Has a more moral conscious (at least in the ways we see it.) than Alice. But they're both pretty grey.

Which means they're both pretty ruthless. Like Bella and Edward are for their child.

All i know is this offspring would have to be so lucky to not be snatched by the Volturi.

I think this kid would fare better than Renesme in the short and long term. Even if they were both hybrids. This kid would have parents that would in my opinion actually teach it more.

I think Bella and Edward don't teach Renesme. much.

I think Jasper would make sure his kid had the skills should they be needed to be used. And Alice would support this or just let it happen. I think he's a more active parent than her but that's 100% different bullshit Au type of discussion and I just needed to drop this meta off to blogs for their thoughts.

I am driving myself crazy. I would like to sleep.

On Gifts

something to consider: based on Bella's daughter, we can assume the demon spawn's gift will

have a combination of the mother & father's gifts that is

the opposite of the parents' gifts

Bella had a shield. Edward can read minds. therefore, Daughter can bypass any shield & can project thoughts onto others

so, Jalice Spawn would have

opposite of future sight. past sight? i.e., Spawn can see into memories or the history of certain objects It touches?

opposite of mood control. tf is that? emotional dysregulation? since the core of Jasper's power lies in detection & manipulation, perhaps Spawn is a mood scrambler/destabilizer, but can't control it & can't detect emotions

i propose: Spawn sees memories & scrambles emotions associated with them. (e.g. congrats, the painful memory of your mother's death now gives you warm fuzzies.) alternatively, It can alter the emotions associated with an object. (e.g., Spawn can touch a cherished teddy bear, see memories associated with it, & turn it into a reviled object.) caveat: It can't choose which emotion to change or what it changes to.

emotional dysregulation of memories. boom.

Avoiding Fuckshit

once Jalice become parents, all they need to do is keep Spawn's existence secret from the Volturi. (that's all they can do; bestie, they are BAD parents.) could be hard; post BD, the Volturi have their eye on the Cullens. could be easy; the Volturi have obvi turned a blind eye on geopolitics long enough to not see a mutiny. lol whoops

likely, the latter. bc Aro can already see every thought ever thunked, so past sight is useless. & if the Volturi wanted to fuck with people's emotions, they could recruit Jasper who can actually control his gift. so, not only do they not know about Spawn's existence, they don't care

IF they care (they don't), now what? Alice & Jasper would leave the Cullens ASAP. let's face it: Bella is a troublemaker & danger magnet. Jasper DEF wouldn't risk it; you bag the Spawn, you bag Alice.

so, they leave. Cullens have no idea why. Alice & Jasper hide in obscurity, teaching Spawn how to not be fucking useless.

years pass. Spawn is useless. all is well. until the Volturi clap back on the vampire world lmao DEUCES Cullen clan

Just Kidding All Is Not Well

Spawn is fucking useless, bestie. it'll take time for It to be able to control Its gift, if It can at all. in the meantime, whenever Spawn touches Jalice (A&J's gifts work remotely, so Spawn needs contact), It alters memories.

suddenly, Alice & Jasper's wedding day is rife with pain. Alice & Jasper are disgusted with the Cullens. Jasper falls in love with María (hueheu 👀). Spawn doesn't understand what the fuck is going on bc It can't detect the scrambled emotions, but ok, per Alice & Jasper's request, It will start walking around with gloves at all times.

too late! Alice & Jasper have too many scrambled memories. try as he may, Jasper can't change emotional associations of the past, only the present. things fall apart. they divorce. unable to return to the family they now hate, Alice & Jasper abandon Spawn & become nomads.

(Aro jumps for joy; he is one step closer at nabbing Alice)

Spawn ruins lives. including Its own. the end

#asks #twilight renaissance #jasper hale #alice cullen #twilight headcanon #twilight meta #edit: tbh im kinda sad this ask was sent to multiple blogs bestie....

[yautjalover]

First off, if you’re not in the right mental state right now and are unable to handle talk of dark, triggering topics then please come back later or keep scrolling. Please take care of yourselves. The world is a dark and scary place at times and I care about the well-being of other people to warn you ahead of time. This is also for the folks who just want the comfy escape of fandom. You don’t have to engage with politics if you don’t want to, so here is this warning. ☺️

I get it. Enjoy Yautja ya’ll. ❤️

The TDLR of this post is Free Palestine and just me ranting about the media lying and my anger at injustice.

Love you guys. ❤️

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I’ve been relatively forgetful of Tumblr lately, and for good reason. My focus has been shifted on my writing and current events that are unfolding on a massive scale. I have followed the events occurring in Palestine for about ten years, rallying for their freedom from the Zionist colonial settler state.

I will in no shape ever support apartheid and genocide, nor ethnic cleansing. It’s monstrous and there’s no excuse whatsoever to justify it. There is no whataboutism, period. You can’t justify the murder and targeted attacks of civilians. I’m also thoroughly disgusted in the government, good ole USA, and the media for continuing to peddle the outright proven lies the IDF and Israel say. They’re not even being quiet about wanting to commit genocide!

If you disagree with reality, then this ain’t the blog for you!

Supporting people who have been oppressed for 75 fucking years isn’t anti-semitism—that’s the propaganda speaking and isn’t factual. Talk with real anti-Zionist Jewish people and they will agree that what’s happening is monstrous and they don’t support it. I stand in solidarity with the oppressed. I do not represent my country’s backing of this fuckshit. I have, and will continue, to defend people’s right to peace and freedom over this heinous bullshit.

I’ve cried more than I ever have seeing LITTLE KIDS digging in the rubble of their home to find their family without a tear in their eyes because what Israel is doing is NORMAL FOR THEM.

I HATE to bring real world events and politics to fandom, but it intersects with our daily lives and the world around us. I disagree with connecting the real world with fandom being a bad thing. I have LONG been an activist for justice in my personal life, and I will continue to do so. It’s who I am and I will always fight for the world to be a better place.

No, I am not “Anti-Semitic”. There is decades of research backing the evil that is being perpetrated by Israeli occupying forces.

Please take the time to do independent research and listen to Palestinian voices and Jewish people who say that this doesn’t represent Judaism. Please do not send hate to Jewish friends or people you don’t know. Please do not send hate to Palestinian or Arab friends or people you don’t know.

I grew up in Post-9/11 America and it’s all happening again. I remember it clearly. The media is doing what it does best. Pitting good well-meaning people against each other with their lies. :/ Please, please, take the time to talk and meet with people and find the humanity in one another. I beg you.

We all want the same things.

Peace and safety.

I’m horrified that my hard earned tax dollars are funding this genocide and they’re saying “we can afford it” when they can’t bother to pass Affordable Healthcare for All, actually fix this corporate greed of artificially inflating prices, they can’t bother to help our veterans who are ending their lives daily because our government turns their backs on them, they continue to harm and demonize black and indigenous people, ignore entirely the missing and murdered indigenous women and children, put literal children in fucking cages instead of stopping the destabilization of the global South (South America+), do nothing to defend our most vulnerable citizens such as LGBTQ+ kids and adults, refused to codify the right to reproductive healthcare, and expect US to pay for ANOTHER WAR that has nothing to do with our own perceived “freedom”.

I wish I could hug every person who’s suffering and solve all their problems. I, too, am struggling, more these days, we ALL are, but I sincerely hope that GOOD WILL PREVAIL.

It has to, right?

I love you guys, all you faceless folks behind your screens and stuff. We don’t personally know each other, but I see you and I hear you.

I pray for the people who are being killed in the darkness, the Congolese who are being murdered for metal that’s used in our tech, and every other person fighting for their basic right to PEACE and a fulfilled life where they are safe! Everyone deserves that! One day the world will be a better place and I hope our actions and fight for it will come true. I wish for our distant future folks to look back and see that we tried, as best as we could, and gave a shit.

If you have made it this far, thank you for reading and I hope you have a wonderful day. I wish you a cold pillow, your shower to always be the perfect temperature, the commute to be easy and traffic free, and that every good boy and girl cat and dog gives you the snuggles that you need.

Peace be upon you guys. ❤️

#yautjalover #I’ve been so emotional and for a good reason #free palestine #justice for EVERYONE #peace and love #take care of yourselves

[sofiamantegafan110]

THE HELLFIRE DISASTER

In my case, there are good chills and bad chills. And after watching the events that happened at the Hellfire Gala, I have bad chills.

Because of those fuckshits Orchis, we are left questioning whether our favorite mutants are alive or dead, and it's terrified us in the process. This can't truly be the end, can it?

And on top of it all, so many important characters have died. Prodigy, Frenzy, Dazzler, Lourdes Chantel, Jubilee, even the big guns like Iceman and Jean fucking Grey are dead. And with The Five running around God knows fucking where, there's no way to bring them back!

Moira, you have crossed the line. You and your racist pals have no idea what you have done. I will count the days until Krakoa is restored and your stupid attempt at a takeover is nothing but a zit on the face of its success. And when you die, I will make sure that it is in the most painful way possible and I will be there to piss on your corpse.

X-Fans, please stay strong and be on the lookout to see if the Krakoan era is truly over and done. And tell me if you know if this is the end or not.

I'm scared. Truly scared. Please, someone do something to help. Because this can't be the end of the story. It just can't.

Help. Please just help Krakoa as best you can. And pray that the X-Men will pull through.

Because Krakoa can't die. Not as long as we are there to believe in it.

#xmen #hellfire gala #fall of x

[blu-engineer]

Why is banban bad plural red I watched like. A third of snoepy (?)'s playthrough of game 1

you guys are good, dw! i wouldn't necessarily call it bad rep (although you could definitely make a case for that), but it's definitely among the worst rep of 2023! banban and gollum shits below the cut:

for me, the distinction between bad rep and worst rep goes something like this:

bad rep is a portrayal of plurality that ends up being harmful in its depiction- think something like split. the movie goes above and beyond trying to demonize its system villain, and (though it did bring some visibility to plurals) ultimately i think it's safe to say it did more harm than good.

worst rep, at least to me, is where the characters' source game/movie/whatever is flawed in however it executes its depiction! here is where gollum & smeagol come in also. the TL;DR is that, in-game, they're a system of 2 members who were formed after smeagol encountered the One Ring and fuckshit happened. their plurality is actually a mechanic in-game.

here's some screencaps from the gollum game. because gollum & smeagol are the main characters of the game, someone came up with the decision to let the player take sides in internal arguments. this, on paper, is a cool mechanic! however, in practice, this concept didn't work out. because the game sucked.

so for the sake of the argument, let's boil it down to this:

good and bad are a scale of the representation's harmfulness vs accuracy/positive portrayal, and best to worst is a scale of the rep's source media and its quality. of course, i think this is all much more complicated than what we've got going on here, but it's a start for what we're gonna do.

so far, we've basically got this kind of thing going on:

i haven't seen split outside of the plural community's reaction to the movie, so i think i'm not equipped to rank if the movie itself was the best-of whenever-the-hell-it-came-out or not. besides, my opinion is inherently biased anyway.

garten of banban, on the other hand, i feel more equipped to talk about!

let me just start off, plain and simple. i can't find a single metric by which these games (specifically 3 and 4- they discuss and portray banban's plurality the most, and came out this year (i think)) would be the "best of 2023". i think, in terms of relatively well-known games, we can safely mark this game as among the worst- which is why i included it with gollum on my previous post.

in terms of good vs bad, i also happen to think banban (the character, not the game)'s plurality is also not fantastic rep. i'll spare you the details (because i fucking hated every second of witnessing this game), but essentially, banban is composed of 2 "sides"- the memories and core personality of his genetic donor, dr. uthman adam, and his "base instincts" (i can't remember the exact wording. i refuse to go back into scorpy's vod to check, and the banban wiki seems to be written by literal children.). obviously, this plays a lot into the "evil alter" trope (and he literally hulks out like a damn cartoon character), and in-game banban seems to REALLY WANT to suppress that side of him down. if they played this like Actual Plurality- like uthman being a factive (which would be FASCINATING if the lore was actually good), and the base-instincts side being some sort of persecutor/protector- it would work. but as it stands now, banban (character) is bad rep, and garten of banban (game) is one of the worst games he could be in.

so that leaves us about here!

of course, obligatory reminder that every system is different, not all systems have roles for their headmates, and so on. if you& (rhetorical, not directed at sender of the ask) see yourselves in any of these depictions, that's perfectly fine and i wish y'all well.

thank you for coming to my TED talk that made witnessing Garten of BullShit retroactively a little more tolerable. i look forward to more worst plural rep shitposting in the future

(p.s; i control-F'd for the amount of parentheses in this post and i hit ~14 parenthese'd segments. i love including additional information that is not necessary to understand things)

(p.p.s; i've pluralposted on cohost about some of my favorite rep in different media/s, if anyone wants to hear some of my other takes i'm more than happy to type something else up or crosspost smth)

#bluposting #team answers #diadora-the-forest-maiden #not sure whether to leave rbs on or not #for now i'll have them off but if anyone wants this on their blog (for some reason) hmu

[anendoandfriendo]

FUCK IT here's the stupid dilf twinks + their adoptive children + context to this nobody asked for

The idea is their plural asses were raised in a superhero city but at a time that plurality was demonized (not that it isn't by the time Amethyst and Remix exist tbqf),

We kind of half-ripped parts of the powers Empathy from The Aspects (book two) has where if they're around people for any amount of time their general physique starts to shift and an overlay occurs where they're still themselves but like...identity crisis because they have a "veil" of anyone and everyone they see even if it's just on television down to their skills, which can kind of be handy but also suck a lot sometimes

BUT BUT BUT

Because they're plural they can just stabilize themselves. So Black Star (left) actually looks like Bright Dawn (right) to the outside world and it causes all of this dysphoria not to mention when they were nineteen they could've been hatecrimed!! Murdered!! You see!!! So they had to also figure out various ways to pass as singlet while maintaining their secret super hero stuff on top of that, try not to get institutionalized at best, etc etc etc

So what happens is like

One day they see this little homeless kiddo in the middle of the street basically just becoming a massive amalgamation of everyone's face and/or rapidly changing faces because Halycon is a Massive Fucking City so Black Star and Bright Dawn kind of go "Oh Shit we should probably take this kid in" thinking she's just a singlet and that they can just teach them simplified methods of their own thing that's going on and everything will be fine and dandy,

they can continue pretending to be singlets and whoever is doing the saving the day thing will depend on who's fronting and they can just...switch to the "default" guy or whatever when interacting with Amethyst, stating the reason they look so different when in their super-powered magical boy form is because they have a mental representation in their brain that does the work for them to keep them stabilized, nothing much really —

Alas, this was never meant to be

Because

Amethyst (left) has a secret sibling. In her head. Called Remix (right).

Amethyst took this advice very literally, and that is how BS/BD now have a "oh, double fuckshit" situation on their hands. Black Star and Bright Dawn share the literal exact same body elasticity powers as this other system and didn't even realize they were a system until the moment they learned to stabilize their face and entire body basically just a little too fast.

"What do you MEAN the self-representation isn't supposed to be autonomous?!" And so it's like. Their own faults because they're the ones who advised, and then asked how Amethyst learned as fast as she did.

And they're absolutely convinced it is much safer for Amethyst and Remix to keep their multiplicity on the downlow so they also at least have somewhat of a chance to make it until 40 years old.

Amethyst and Remix, obviously, do not like the idea of pretending they're anything but a system and at the time the game is being played, they're reaching a bit of a breaking point with BS/BD where there's all of this tension

Because Amethyst and Remix hate any advice BS/BD has to give now regarding how to do anything and they think BS/BD are being overly harsh

But Black Star and Bright Dawn literally are like "these are our children we understand this line of work is dangerous, but it's going to be even worse if they keep doing this and being open about their existence," and are really seriously convinced what they are trying to say/do/etc. is in the best interests of this tiny system they've basically raised since like, elementary school or whatever

NOW UH

THE PART WHERE BS/BD ARE DILF TWINKS

The "twink" part of that is because Black Star chose magical-boy-esque costumes to fit the more unique facet of their system's superpower (impossible fighting skills/superhuman physique...we think it was the latter?) when both of them were like, 19 years old, thinking it would just work out and they'd look different enough from their civilian clothing. And just....neither of them realizing they would be stuck with those uniforms forever. :'D

These MFs have been heros long enough they are. Mentoring. Another not-even-19 year old system.

We imagine the superhuman physique aspect of this plus their body elasticity (the definition of which we stretched to hell and back to justify how we plan to play this Masks RPG game for both this NPC system and our PC system) would make it fucking unusual but entirely possible they look waaaaay younger than they actually are as a result

And to add insult to injury they have a magical boy transformation so like, even the like one or two people who would even know they're a system would have no fucking clue which one of them is Black Star and which one is Bright Dawn because the flashing pretty lights or whatever would just fuck with a normal person's senses. :D It's perfect for them. :D

We imagine, if it gets approved by the rest of the players, BS/BD are like those MFers who are like, super strong and like they're super well-known for that mostly but also, for some godforsaken reason, they absolutely slay in their outfits so they have these groups of fangirls or whatever (even better and much funnier in our heads if the groups are like, "rivals" or whatever) that fuckin' can't stop talking about them, so Remix and Amethyst keep getting clocked as asexual because of shit like:

"Omg did you see Bright Dawn's latest appearance???"

"...fighting crime is a very serious job you know..." *Amethyst trying not to tell this person/friend/whatever BD is literally their impromptu parent....and also that is BS, not BD, so she's now trying not to drop anything about their multiplicity per their request...they might both be annoying but they still raised her y'know*

"OH so you're more of a Black Star fan??? That's fucking ridiculous he's way too edgy and what is with that fucking hat, fighting style is soooo ugly too like who even taught the mothe —"

*at this point Amethyst just fuckin' tunes it out, she's heard it ALL at this point* Mate, I'll tell ya what, I'm just not into EITHER of them.

It would probably do literally nothing to the plot for the RPG we think but would add some very funny flavoring to the game we would appreciate haha.

"Why are these twin headmates so fleshed out and not your player characters Rusanya," well, we're glad you asked — you see, these two are called backstory characters and we NEED them fleshed out for the purposes of the RPG and that means we need to know how they think, especially if they're the mentors to our player characters Amethyst and Remix.

Amethyst and Remix, on the other hand, their purpose is literally to be fleshed out as we play our game with our friends, so like, of course they won't be as fleshed our currently. They're like literal teenagers if that and also our player characters.

AND YES ALL IMAGES WERE MADE IN A PICREW. THIS ONE AND THEN THIS ONE.

We tried to infodump about all of this to our braindbody's 55 year old mother, who somehow caught the word "twins" from all of this even though we think it's pretty clear it's not QUITE twins. Which. On one hand that is sad, but on the other hand Thank God.

#Rusanyas OCs...or are they? #OC: Black Star #OC: Bright Dawn #OC: Amethyst #OC: Remix

[oogaboogaspookyman]

Okay fuck this new pinned post to replace the now presumed dead one that i had a hard time making back then 3 2 1 here we fucken go

Hi you can call me Spooky or whatever, i am making a whole fnf mod about the funi spooky mewtwo, you can barge in if you wanna it's gonna be cool lmao

So far we have @starlossom as the artist, me as the artist for simpler things like icons and shit, @experiment14-12 is in charge of the banger tracks aaaand that's all the team so far

No other artists or anything else, just us three trying to not die somehow

Here's a few notes i find important

I'm thinking of adding deadlines to this whole project but for now just do whatever you want, take as long as you want, i only care about your health and progress overall (mostly health because i'm scared of the possibility of someone getting hurt)

For now the demo is a priority as i wanna get something out. It's gonna have one song in a week called "PATIENCE" and that's it, nothing big nothing flashy just "PATIENCE". Hoo boy why am i unnerved by that.

Updates will come in bits and pieces in order to maintain the team healthy and not burnt out, i really want to prioritize health over work as i care about people and wouldn't forgive myself if anyone got hurt one way or another.

Take care of yourself and have as much fun as you want! I don't want to make this seem like a job or anything, just a fun thing to work on for the kicks and giggles!

No payment as i don't think i can lmao and that just sorta breaks the whole thing i just said before about having fun and staying healthy while working on this.

If you wanna barge in and start something just DM me and we'll chat, gimme an example, and if i think it's neat you're in. Also if i say you can't be in the team for some reason, know that it hurts me just as much (i am slightly autistic somehow idk i don't understand either)

Part 2 will follow the same path as The Blueballs Incident because it's easier on the team and doesn't bloat it with lots of content. Like i said i prioritize health over work as i care about you and if something happens tell me and we'll see what we can do.

That's all for now, if i come up with something i'll add it here and announce it's addition. Let's hope this doesn't go fuckshit downhill because i really care about this project.

#pinned post #fnf mod

[spacejvnky]

(The crew has Vanny tied up, and are about to pull off a Scooby doo)

John: Now, let's see who Vanny really is.

(John unmasks Vanny, revealing Vanessa underneath)

Everyone besides Gregory and GlamFred: OFFICER VANESSA?!

Gregory, sarcastically: Oh wow! The only possible person it could've been! What a shocker! I would have never seen this coming!

Charlie: But.. but why? What the fuck were you doing trying to kill this innocent child?!

Vanessa: ..trying to murder the kid against my will?

Gregory: Against your will? Wait.. So.. You weren't purposively trying to kill me? Like.. that wasn't your main goal in life? Like with the other nine missing kids?

Vanessa: What?! No! I wouldn't do that to you! That wasn't my life! That wasn't even anything remotely representing life! But it's now life for me! It's pretty fucking terrible, but it's all I got now! Y'know! Because I'm going it against my will! And you're probably thinking, 'Wow that's pretty sad.' Well, I don't have the chance to go and hang out with friends! I don't even have any friends! I have nobody to contribute anything to, I have nobody to talk to, or bounce things off of! Y'know, nobody to say, "Hey, what'd you think of that?" And then somebody to reply, "I'll tell you what I think of that!" Nope! It's just me! Bitching around and killing therapists and children against my will. And someone will say, "That's a pretty sad existence!" Yeah, it is a pretty sad existence!

Elizabeth: Story of my life.

Charlie: Uh-

Vanessa beginning to lose it: Y'know, just working and hacking INTO A PIZZAPLEX AND FUCKING MURDERING CHILDREN FOR THE SAKE OF AN OLD MAN WHO CAN'T DO SHIT ANYMORE! I MEAN FOR GOD'S SAKE- I'VE NEVER DONE ANYTHING NORMAL ANYMORE! I'VE NEVER DONE ANYTHING TO MAKE SOMEONE'S LIFE BETTER ANYMORE! NO! NOW I JUST KILL INNOCENT CHILDREN AND CUT THEIR LIVES SHORT! I'VE NEVER- GONE OUT TO PLAY A GAME WITH SOMEBODY! I WOULD LOVE TO PLAY A GAME WITH SOMEBODY!

John, flabbergasted as Vanessa continues her mental breakdown: ..cut her loose.

(Carlton cuts the rope around Vanessa's hands)

Vanessa walking around blindly: WOULDN'T THAT BE GREAT?! I MEAN, SOMEBODY IS LIKE, "Oh, hey! What'chu doing? Want to play a game with us?" AND THEN I'D SAY, "What game?" AND THEY'D SAY, "Punch-Easy." I DON'T KNOW WHAT THE FUCK PEOPLE ARE PLAYING ANYMORE, BUT YOU KNOW WHAT? I'D BE NICE! IT WOULD BE NICE TO BE INVITED!

Jessica: Oh my god, she's fucking losing it..

Vanessa: It'd be nice just ONE DAY to go somewhere, where somebody is just having a good time, and somebody just says: "Hey, you know what? That girl was okay! Not great, but she was okay!" But instead it'll just be, "Hey, who was that little FUCKSHIT?!" Well, I'll TELL YOU WHO THAT FUCKSHIT IT IS! SHE'S ME! SHE'S VANESSA! SHE MURDERS PEOPLE AND CHILDREN SO WILLIAM DOESN'T HAVE TO! Even though EVERY. FUCKING. DAY. SHE EXISTS, SHE WISHES SHE DIDN'T HAVE TO! She WISHES she didn't have to this BULLSHIT TO REVIVE WILLIAM AND KILL MORE PEOPLE! And WHY does it happen?! Why do I keep doing it?! Because WILLIAM IS FUCKING SICK, AND I'M FUCKING STUPID! THAT'S THE WAY IT IS! That's the way it's ALWAYS GONNA BE! THERE IS NO CHANGE! THERE IS NO FUTURE! THERE'S NO PAST! The present is a JOKE! Everything is HELL! My life is HELL! THIS IS THE WORST THING, A HUMAN BEING, COULD EVER, GO THROUGH!

(Vanessa screams into her hands and falls backwards to the floor)

Lamar: ...alright, everyone, we did it. ...We solved the mystery.

Carlton: ...is she dead?

yea im not reading all that so i just drew the TFC gang as scooby doo n hope it makes sense to whatever this was heading

#jessies hair took the longest to get decent my word #ask #fnaf #my art #fnaf books

[elliethesuperfruitlover]

20 questions for fic writers

tagged by: @merrilark

how many works do you have on ao3? None. but i do a large percentage of my fic reading on ao3. my acc is ells_bells

what's your total ao3 word count? uhhh also none

what fandoms do you write for? uhh ive written for my hero academia, a good amount of robert sheehan's cinematography, corpse bride, heaven's design team, dream daddy, and uhhh nijisanji en but finna drop a fuu-chan fic soon

what are your top 5 fics by kudos? uhhhhhhhh idk

do you respond to comments? why or why not? yes, i respond to comments when i get them. they make me giggle and kick my feet and i gobble them up.

what is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? none of my fics have an angsty ending, besides the shitty two-shot i did of robert RPF where they never saw each other again after hooking up

what is the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? i like the lucien one bc i was feenin for a relationship at the time and just needed it. but any of the nsfw fics where any character has any satisfaction is a good ending to me

do you get hate on any fics? no

do you write smut? if so, what kind? egregious, down bad, horrifically horny smut

do you write crossovers? whats the craziest one you've written? the only crossover i think i wrote was klaus x luba x reader (sensual soliloquies), and that one wasn't even crazy. thats 100% a possibility to happen

have you ever had a fic stolen? no, i have not. im happy i havent. bc the thought makes me go????

have you ever had a fic translated? no, not that i know of.

have you ever co-written a fic before? no.

what's your all-time favorite ship? i have So Many. just ask me and i will scream.

what's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will? ummm the desire fic i started writing. when the sandman comes back, i may find the hyperfixation energy to finish it, but im not finishing it rn.

what are your writing strengths? um. idk. i know my writing is considered good....but idk why. mutuals pls inform me as to why. maybe my detailing?? idk

what are your writing weaknesses? dialogue description

thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? i think its neat. but sometimes im like "ok this could be better" (see some of the miguel o' hara fics written with fuckshit spanglish)

first fandom you wrote for? i think it either the flash or harry potter.

favorite fic you've written? the one im about to post.

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